Re: Zooey rediscovered
Fluxis (Fluxis@aol.com)
Sun, 18 Jan 1998 14:03:05 -0500 (EST)
In a message dated 98-01-18 08:13:10 EST, you write:
<< If you're going to write about the redemption of the soul I don't
think it's humanly possible to do so with any conviction whilst
setting your story in the Upper East Side. >>
What would possibly redeem the soul MORE than stinking subways, blinking
lights, Hot Dog Salesman and Foreign Taxi Cab drivers? If we're gonna limit
redemption of the soul to where we are Geographically, then it's a tough
little ride for all of us who don't have the money to make a pilgrimage to the
red sea....
Reminds me of a story I read somewhere about how there was a sacred rose
garden in a monestary and a very respected monk (Though it may even have been
a buddha) came in and urinated on the garden. Everything is sacred, nothing
sacred is sacred. Dear god, that's the entire basis, to me, of the entire
collection of Salingers work. The idea that a short mute tagalong can be as,
if not more, a potent symbol of spirituality as a crucifix or that Beaches
with Little Girls named Cybil can be as
sacred as that stupid goddamn Pope's place.
Thats justa mea, do'.
-ecas